over the rifles
the unexploded grenade
just like it did over the stones
near the surface of the ground
the tufts of grass
the low scrub brush
the moonlight felt no pity
no hostility
no mourning
and no blame
it felt nothing
it simply did what light must do
it is we
who if we see at all
make distinctions
judgments
and feel whatever feelings we do
we are not governed by laws of physics only
we feel or not and act or not
and so
those soldiers who came upon the scene
did nothing to disturb it
they separated
and swept around the little clearing
we can say alert
ready to fire
but what we saw is
they separated
swept around the clearing
and out of sight
we conclude they never saw us
we live
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